理查德·亨利·斯托達德

There are gains for all our losses.

There are balms for all our pain：

But when youth， the dream， departs

It takes something from our hearts，

And it never comes again.

We are stronger， and are better，

Under manhoods sterner reign：

Still we feel that something sweet

Followed youth， with flying feet，

And will never come again.

Something beautiful is vanished，

And we sigh for it in vain;

We behold it everywhere，

On the earth， and in the air，

But it never comes again！

付出必定得到補償，

良藥總能醫(yī)治創(chuàng)傷：

青春飛逝永不復(fù)返，

好夢難尋內(nèi)心空蕩。

步入成年更加堅強，

若有所失難追以往;

美妙年華無蹤無影，

轉(zhuǎn)瞬即逝一片渺茫。

少年魅力意氣昂揚，

隨處可見人間天上;

青春一去永不復(fù)返，

枉自嘆息空留惆悵。